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POEM - The Dead Are Young In Flanders
'Thank God the war is over, but what of them, The young, the brave, those fallen men,
Who died in battle to make us safe,
And build a better world united in faith.
They'll remain young - encapsulated in time, Cut down were the millions, all in their prime,
Epitaphs remind us of the war-dead long gone,
In the cemeteries in Flanders where their names live on.
Each white tablet evokes eternal grace,
A reminder of a conflict in this timeless place, On every battlefield where men fought and bled, Lies a peaceful garden that harbours the dead.
The Copyright belongs with Author Robin Moore Published October 2018 by Badger Books
